posting diatribes and pointless guff on music message boards, winding myself up on the DM site and sending endless emails.

I've been lucky that in most roles I've been in I'm privy to knowledge that were I to go to a competitor with they'd be extremely unhappy so I usually get the standard four weeks gardening leave in which to work on finding new porn / punishing the liver / finishing games I don't even like?

Hated him when he was. Went to Morocco for a month. Came back. Still had 2 months to do nothing.

You'd come home from a terrible day in an average paid graduate advertising job to find him in the living room, in a dressing gown, listening to opera, reading poetry, drinking red wine and smoking a pipe

The first day after handing in my notice I came in and did fuck all. The second day I rang in sick. The third day I meant to ring in sick but forgot. The fourth day I fucked it off. I came in on the last day because I'd arranged some leaving drinks after work so I wanted to make sure people came, but I did fuck all all day again.

thought he was being really clever by negotiating a 12 month notice period with his director even though his director told him he was being an idiot. How to ensure no-one will ever offer you a job if you get fed up with it...